Novel & Cerita Luke Morrow

Straight toward me. “Denise,” he said slowly, grabbing my arm with just enough pressure to make it uncomfortable. “That man by the arch, do you…do you know who he is?” I tried to see if I could pry some information out of him so I pretended not to know who he was talking about. I blinked at him, in mock confusion. “What man?” “The one speaking with those men over there. Dark hair, tall build. He looks… familiar.” I didn’t need to pretend again. “Oh, that’s Luke,” I said, smoothing my tone to sound casual. “He’s from the Crewwood Pack. I hear they are our new allies.”

The look in his eyes makes me nervous but I remain still and quiet while I wait for him to start talking "Tony, about an hour ago Nathan, Daniel and Micky found a girl out in the forest. She claimed not to be a Rogue and she didn't smell like one either but she wouldn't tell them who she was. She would only speak to me so I came straight down here." I have no idea who it could be so I remain quiet and wait for him to explain more. The look on his face turns nervous as he takes in a deep breath and runs his free hand through his hair and I snap unable to bear the silence anymore. "Who is it, Nicky?" I feel my whole body tense up suddenly dreading his answer. "Tony, it's Ro-" Before he can fin

I asked, sarcasm lacing my voice despite the dread forming in my chest. “I, Alpha Damon Lockwood, reject you, Sienna De Luca, as my mate and Luna,” he said, his voice calm and deliberate. He didn't even seem to care. It was as if he was not even in pain. It was as if this was the most normal thing to do: fuck and reject. My eyes widened, but I fought hard to mask the pain and anger building inside me. My wolf whimpered, but I refused to let him see my suffering. “I, Sienna De Luca, accept your rejection,” I said, gesturing to the door. I took a deep breath and smiled, despite the ache threatening to break me. I was not going to allow him to see me being weak.

I cut her argument short again, spilling the beans “Luke is Salvatore”

“That’s Jeremy Evans.” Luke came in then with all sorts of snacks, a jar of cookies and a pack of beer. “You know my father?” he asked as he set everything down on the table. My eyes widened. No freaking way was Jeremy Evans, the most famous artists in all of Utah and beyond, Luke Evan’s father. How did I not know that? “I believe everyone in Utah knows your dad. He’s the freaking greatest!” He popped open a can and sipped it. “Nice.” He set the can down and clapped his hands together. “Ready for a match? COD or…”

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

Luke stopped and drank straight the whiskey in the shot glass, "—It doesn't make sense. I am always what father thinks to be the ace, even I don't want it!" The heart of Luke Vozinelik sank in sadness. Connor cannot do a thing but cry again. Their family has now broken. Also, even Mr. Mateo didn't state who their mothers are. That is what Luke wanted to know, out of seven billion people around the globe. Where will be lucky to cross path with his father's woman before? It is ridiculously impossible; that is why Luke is putting himself to drink and forget the heartbreak. However, it didn't do a thing from this point. Connor sigh, "you are drinking for a week now! Just talk to me—"

She paused, as if realizing something “ Wait, how do you know all that?” “ Does that really matter right now?” Kai walked and took another seat besides her. He took a deep breath before he crossed his legs, glancing at Haven from the corner of his eyes. “ Lucious,” He started. “ Has been a very obnoxious man to be honest. He’s been called all sort of names; cruel, evil, wicked.. Even a monster. Since he was a child, he’s been very reserved. He never said too much and kept mostly to himself.”

Jarek The door clicked shut behind me, but I didn’t move. Just stood there in the hallway like a man walking away from a war zone—unsure if the ringing in his ears meant he won or if he was bleeding out somewhere he couldn’t see. She told me everything. And I couldn’t stop hearing it. Luke fucking Jones. The junkie coward who latched onto her after her brother died. Who used his patch and his last name like weapons—claiming Sable in public, beating her in private. Making her run his drugs, making her lie for him, making her smaller.

This wasn’t just an attack—it was a message. “She’s gone,” he whispered. Ravik’s voice echoed in his mind. Find her. Hunt them down. Tear them apart. But who? Who had dared to abduct his Luna? His thoughts immediately went to Valerian. That snake had been too quiet lately. His movements unpredictable, his mind unreadable. It wouldn’t be beyond him to use something this underhanded. But Alexandro had no proof. And accusing Valerian without evidence would plunge the two packs into a war neither was ready for.